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Oct. 20th, 2004 05:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7he stared me up and down
like I was a restaurant menu
(see below)
a little fragment of dream came back to me, remembered while listening to this song.
it was kind of a nightmare.
i was at a restaurant, with some people. Maybe my parents? Maybe Dave's parents (which would be weirder, given that he only has one now-- but definitely two were there). Maybe someone else's parents entirely.
they handed out the menus-- and this was a place i'd been before and was familiar with their menu-- but the menus were strange, and I couldn't figure them out.
They were full of advertisements, and it was so bad i couldn't tell what was an ad for food they were selling, and what was just an ad that I was supposed to see, that they'd been paid to have in their menu.
I tried and tried and couldn't figure out what to order. I couldn't even come up with something-- "just give me a #26 and we'll see how it is"-- nor could the waiter recommend anything, nor, for some reason, could I just order what someone else already had. I don't know why.
But it was bad, it was very bad, and everyone else had ordered, and the waiter went away, and came back to me once the appetizers had arrived, and I just didn't know. i just didn't know, I had no idea what I could order.
That's all i remember of the dream, and it was quite upsetting. I'd forgotten, but there it is now. Funny, how the little fragments come back to you sometimes.
like I was a restaurant menu
(see below)
a little fragment of dream came back to me, remembered while listening to this song.
it was kind of a nightmare.
i was at a restaurant, with some people. Maybe my parents? Maybe Dave's parents (which would be weirder, given that he only has one now-- but definitely two were there). Maybe someone else's parents entirely.
they handed out the menus-- and this was a place i'd been before and was familiar with their menu-- but the menus were strange, and I couldn't figure them out.
They were full of advertisements, and it was so bad i couldn't tell what was an ad for food they were selling, and what was just an ad that I was supposed to see, that they'd been paid to have in their menu.
I tried and tried and couldn't figure out what to order. I couldn't even come up with something-- "just give me a #26 and we'll see how it is"-- nor could the waiter recommend anything, nor, for some reason, could I just order what someone else already had. I don't know why.
But it was bad, it was very bad, and everyone else had ordered, and the waiter went away, and came back to me once the appetizers had arrived, and I just didn't know. i just didn't know, I had no idea what I could order.
That's all i remember of the dream, and it was quite upsetting. I'd forgotten, but there it is now. Funny, how the little fragments come back to you sometimes.
